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The Flag

If this man should fall, who will lift the flag and carry on?

In the older wars we carried the flag into every battle, there was a designated flag bearer an if he was killed another took his place ensuring that it flew at all times to inspire an direct the men.
Today we carry that flag in our hearts an those who fell carrying it are honored by those who picked up where they left off. I am proud an humble to say that I picked up the fallen flag an will carry it into battle until my dying breath.

Only the dead have seen the end of war…

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The Experiment Ended

I want to be honest with you, I am kind of seeing someone right now.

4 days before…..

I’m not really looking for anything serious..

This is the end game of the experiment. A two months ago I set out to prove a theory that I had, that all women are programed to lie. The experiment ended on the first sentence. I chose 3 diverse women to test my theory, I will break down my interaction an how I came to my conclusion. I decided to do this because women like to tell me I am trying the wrong women. I went over an beyond my normal standards for this one.

Woman 1.

Type: Wild child, party animal, Artist

Perks: Lots of sex, funny, fun,

Flaws: Needy, Can’t handle drinking, Clingy,

This woman was by farrr the most honest of the one I’d met, until that is I realized she was using me as a sex toy. I was okay with this until she started comparing me to her EX. She was reluctant to acknowledge this but it came out in time. Could I ever do more than have sex with her? No, she is wayyy to wild an messed up to settle with. I did find her to be a sweet relief from the mind games the others play.

Woman 2

Type: Middle of the road, vegan, English major

Perks: Smart! cute! Morals! Mature!

Cons: Tom boy complex

I thought she would be the one to disprove my theory, but when asked out she agreed but blew me off. Not once but 3 times! I found this funny because she constantly told me she liked me. What secret is she hiding, I don’t know.  I do know that blowing me off after agreeing is never a good thing. If she had atleast gave me some reason that I could use to justify her actions then this mission would have been a failure. Sadly that was not so.

Woman 3

Type: Good Girl, Quiet, Nurse

Pros: Smart,cute, good wife material

Cons: Stubborn, cocky

This was the one I bet the most on, but behind ever pretty smile is a dark secret. The opening statement to this post are her exact words to me.  She was indeed a hard nut to crack, after blowing me off once for a date I almost gave up. I had to find out why she was lying to me an I did. She was scared to reject me by just saying no, so she went to the age old book of lies. Maybe it could have worked, but a lie is a lie an that my friends is a deal breaker.

So in conclusion no matter the type, it’s the same games… So what must I do play along stay tuned as I chapter out my adventures in using the game to increase my dating chances!

Open to Comments!

You open your heart to the world, you pour out your soul in your blog. You hope someone sees it an perhaps has the answer, maybe a bit of reassurance. Hours go by an not one comment! Maybe a like an only 11 views. You know people are reading but what can you do to get them to comment? You try an encourage them by asking a question at the end. You state an opinion an request feed back, but still no dice. I have found that the best way to get comments is to say something outrageous, something unbelievable. Something that makes readers look back and an say what in the hell? You must say something that bothers people convictions an calls their morals into question. While sure this maybe hard to do, but if you writing is direct or offensive someone will comment. Some soul will make their opinion known. So I say this go out there! Write about how you love abortion, write about how all men are dogs an people will respond. Likes are over rated, comments is where the fun interaction is!

Familar Signs

The smile that makes my heart jump, the eyes that read my soul. The thoughts that invades my dreams an mind on a daily basis. She says I crack her up, she says she enjoys messing with me. She can call my bluffs with just a slight glance. Shes fun, playful, intelligent, mysterious, an single. While all signs point to me being into her. I woke up this morning an I suddenly realize this all seems so familiar! It’s like a replay, the girl that I couldn’t best when joking around. Her ability to get under my skin, an read my face with a mere glance. I also thought about her everyday, she also made her way into my dreams frequently. So what happened, is this a bad sign or good sign? Well I also asked that young lady out in which she agreed but then blew me off. She also used me when she could, disarming my attempts to resist easily. Turns out I later found out she had a boyfriend, but she had gotten the A for the class she needed from me. I didn’t blame her, I blamed myself. I have no idea where this new one is headed. Am I just fun for her? Someone to toy with to make her day go by faster. I don’t know, I do care however, wasting energy on someone who will not return it to me is a waste. I will see, I will know there will be no friend zone for this guy.

Lessons learned

Long gone are the days when me an my best friend would dress up as Grant an Lee for class reports.. When we would hang out an play together an dreamed of being war heroes. Our youth tore from us by this ugliness of racism that GROWN people taught us. It was amazing those times when I liked a white girl an didn’t think that my skin color was a problem for us. I have in remembrance of those days I have relinquished the title African American an will only identify myself as an American an human.

Unlevel Standing Grounds

 

Can I have your number? The bread an butter of a mans life or love life that is. It’s the one crucial thing that a man must learn to survive. It is a mans sole responsibility to ask this, these words launch a man into limbo an he falls into firmly into the open palm of the woman he asks. Will she clinch her fist an crush his hopes and dreams, or will she open his his world to thousands of possibilities.

As awkward as it is for a woman to be asked out, it’s much worst for the man who had to build up the courage to ask you out. So is it fair for a man to have to work up all that courage to ask you out an get shot down? Is it fair that a man is the expected to be the one to act first? What does it say about the man whom this comes naturally an isn’t phased by the rejection? Well the dating game is not fair, its leveled in the favor of women. Since they only need to sit back an accept or reject advances, like saying yes or no to a free meal. They don’t have to be out going an if they really want a certain man they can step up an ask the man out. Why do we as a society empower one gender over another? A mans drive to reproduce keeps the power in a woman’s hands. How do we fix this, well we can’t we as men can only evolve to be more cunning an courageous at asking women out.

One thing I have observed while reading blogs is that women always tend to have problems finding the right man, while going on multiple dates an even have up to two or three men in the Que at one time. While most men who blog are having problems getting one date, or has found themselves in the friend zone. The man is making a cry for help, while the woman is asking for help in choosing. Choosing is a luxury that most women have an that no man has. I read about how a women dating one man suddenly decides to choose another over the one she is dating. It’s a cut throat world in dating an its not for the faint of heart. How many men have you approached? How many messages on online dating have you sent? Because of the uncertainty of the situation dating has become a numbers game for men. Ask as many women as you can an maybe you will get lucky. The less you ask the less likely you will find one, so it becomes a move of desperation. Problem is women can sense it an will reject you based on that reading.

So what do we do as men? Nothing really, just keep putting yourself under the choppers block. At least that what my women friends used to tell me. I don’t think it will get easier an rejection is a way of life. We find ourselves driven by nature to hunt or starve. Happy hunting brothers!

Unseeing Eyes

What do u see when u look into my eyes? When u watch me smile? What does my laugh tell you? Do you see joy or the hidden pain? The unforgivably of myself for all my faults? Can u read my guilt? Can you see the beast lurking within? If you can’t then how are you my friend? Why do I talk to you? What did you offer me to make this exception to the rule? Why am I so full of hate? Why does the one thing that can soothe it elude me? Where do I aim this passion, release this rage channel this hate? when can I rest forever lay down and rest? that’s all I  want is to rest no thoughts or feelings. Peaceful, painless release. Just the thought brings me peace. I want to see clearly again. It hurts for a second but the result, the result  is worth it.

Wake up!

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What? No!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

by Donald M on Saturday, March 5, 2011 at 4:44pm ·

I think war and conflict opens our eyes to things and the truth. Americans are sleep to whats around them because we have this massive security blanket. It will take alot to wake them up. It angers me most t…hat so few know the sacrifice that ppl make to keep this country safe husbands with out wives and vise versa families tore apart its insane what is asked and what is repaid. I once heard a chick say that we have it easy because we have the GI bill I laughed in her face and told her what we have to do to get the GI Bill or when u mention the word IED and no one knows what u are talking about. I don’t want any notoriety from serving I do however want people to be aware of the world they live in and get their head out of their asses. Dude the state of America is horrible a bunch of fat ignorant vain kids that will someday attempt to run this nation. I shed tears for what I see. Ignorantly bliss America I love my country but we need to tighten things up before its to late.